Sep. 1st, 2009

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My glasses need to come already. Ugh, the headaches.

And, wow: the world's oldest dog died. "A wire-haired dachshund that held the record as the world's oldest dog and celebrated its last birthday with a party at a dog hotel and spa has died at age 21 — or 147 in dog years." HOLY CRAP THAT IS OLD FOR REAL.
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I wonder if I am going to be a bad potential filmmaker, because my view of movies tends to fall into the following range of things:

Is it funny?
Does it make me laugh/want to cry?
Does it make me think?
Does it look pretty?
Will I want to watch it again?
Will I want to watch it on a rainy day when there's nothing else to do?
Will I watch it if I'm flipping through the channels one day and see a clip of it?

If so: I like it.


There's a lot of movies that I like that are, admittedly, pretty ridiculous and/or stupid. Like, I can watch Rush Hour or Men in Black if nothing else is on, because they're my time-tested watchable movies that I might get a laugh out of now and then. Then there are the movies that I like and kind of forget that I like them until I watch them again, like The Great Escape, which fits my love of pulling off grand schemes in movies. There are the ones that I know I like because they are like movie equivalents of comfort food (see this list), the ones I like because of their ability to make me feel better whenever I watch them (Independence Day cheers me up without fail, Casanova--the one with Heath Ledger--makes me smiley, and I feel like this about every animated movie I watch and like). And then there are the ones I've pretty much loved from the first time I saw them and continue to love, and probably might always love (like Toy Story, Moulin Rouge, Out of Sight, and WALL-E).

I like movies that I may not neccesarily want to watch again, too, or ones that I can only watch about once a year because otherwise, I might go crazy (I like Seven, but it freaks me out in a most extreme way). I feel guilty about liking movies that movie critics pan, because I guess it feels like it makes me feel like I'm a step closer to liking movies that are really horrible/dumb/just plain bad. And sometimes I feel guilty for liking critically acclaimed movie, because it makes me wonder if I like the movie because it stands on its own merits or if it's just because everyone else liked it.

But mostly, I just wonder what my current list of favorite movies says about me, or what kind of movies I could, in theory, someday make.

But I guess in the end, to me, a good movie is the kind when you leave the theater with a smile on your face and the desire to walk back in and watch it again.

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